Tuesday, November 15, 2011

Our Love Story.... still continued :)

If you haven't read the first few parts of our story, start here and then read the next part here :) And the story continues... So, we are sitting down at "the riv," and Aaron starts telling stories...and then telling more stories...and a few more. This story-telling saga goes one for at least half an hour. I could tell he was nervous, and I knew what was coming, so I started to feel bad for him because he was so nervous to talk to me about our relationship! Haha! Then, [FINALLY], he said, "Well, I didn't just bring you down to the river to tell you stories all night..." I'm thinking, "I know! Talk to me" :) Haha. I could seriously hardly contain myself at this point. I wanted nothing more that night than for Aaron Nebrija to ask me to date him. So, he continues, "...I wanted to talk to you about our relationship." I still get butterflies just typing this out and reliving those moments. I'm such a girl, I know ;) But, seriously, this was a long time coming. He proceeded to tell me how much he enjoys hanging out with me and how much he liked me. He said lots of incredibly nice things about me and why he felt the way he did about me. He said he wanted to pursue a relationship with me, a serious relationship. He also said, in the midst of the conversation, that he knew where God was calling in him life and he didn't know whether I would be on board with that or not, but the call was so clear that he knew he had to follow the call God had for him either with or without me. He said that he really hoped it would be with me! :) That is when I knew that I could spend the rest of my life with this man. I had always dreamed of a man who would take me on an adventure, a man who knew where he was going in life and was not afraid to risk to get there, and a man who passionately loved Jesus even more than me. So, OF COURSE, I told him that I was feeling the same way and there were so many things I liked about him, too. We talked about where to go from there. We decided to "take it slow," which didn't last very long ;) But, that night, we said we were not going to date yet, because Aaron wanted to talk to my dad first. I didn't really care either way, I was just so happy that I finally knew how he felt about me and that he wanted to pursue a dating relationship! He ended up telling me later that he was so nervous to talk to me because I told him about other guys at school that I was good friends with that took our relationship the wrong way. You know, the ones where you think you are just friends, but the other person is totally into you. I hated when that happened, because it could so easily ruin the friendship. It happened both ways for me over the course of my college years, but I had told Aaron about the times that had happened to me, so he was so afraid that was going to be the case with our relationship, that he was going to confess his love and I would just want to be friends. I asked him how in the world he could not know I was totally falling for him by all of the time we spent together, conversations, we had etc. But, he said he still felt like he had about a 50/50 chance in talking to me. That, honestly, made me feel even more special though, because he liked me enough to be willing to take that risk, not knowing what I would say or if it could potentially damage our friendship. Every girl wants to know she is worth the risk. My heart had never felt as full as it did that night up until that point in my life :) It is an incredible feeling to be pursued, fought for, risked for, and adored.

I was literally on Cloud 9 for I don't even remember how long. I remember seeing him in the cafeteria at school a few days later, talking to some friends. I vividly remember looking across the room and just having this incredible feeling in my heart that he was mine and I was his. I was so confident in the way he felt about me and the feelings he had expressed to me. I was totally falling in love :) We still weren't "dating" yet, so that story is coming next... :)

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